
Artist's commentary
Flowers of the Sun
We never needed words before. But now, it's no longer possible to convey a single thought, even if I were to try putting it into words. I'm not honest enough with myself to say it out loud in the first place. I'm not good at showing it in my behavior, either. Then, the least I can do is to be thorough. I will weave every single flower carefully and then give it to them as a gift. That's what I can do for my twin, who has been at my side...then, now, and always.